Tales of the Lonely

I shivered violently, more from not knowing where I was then from the actual cold. The only source of light in this desolate place is a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. The door is heavily locked down to prevent me from escaping. Though being chained to a chair helped ensure that too. Maybe my captor is paranoid or something.

As if on cue, I heard the telltale heavy thuds of someone walking down some stairs. The door opened and there in the pale light I see my captor. A darkish blue mare with turquoise eyes, and a translucent light blue mane.

“So you’re awake.” She whispered pacing around me. I could feel her eyes drilling into me, analyzing me. “Have you had time to figure out why you’re here? Or maybe who I am?”

I slowly shook my head, the motion seeming to take the same amount of energy as climbing a steep incline.

She stopped pacing and grabbed my head in between both of her hoofs, examining it. “Hm. More average features than I was hoping for. And the mental aspect is still questionable. But I’m willing to work with it.” She muttered.

Work with what?

She sighed letting my head drop. She walked back to the door shaking her hips suggestively, and giving me an excellent view of her body as she did so. I could already feel parts of my body starting to respond accordingly.

When she got to the door she turned back toward me and closed her eyes. Her horn started to glow brightly, a beautiful shade of purple, and suddenly a small vial of red liquid appeared in front of her, followed by a large syringe. She opened her eyes and smiled widely.

I swallowed hard, trying my best to sink through the floor. Unfortunately my abilities didn’t seem to be working at that moment, so all I was able to do was flip over onto my back. But that didn’t stop me from attempting to get to my feet so I could run.

“Oh, don’t be scared.” She purred, a seductive sway in her hips as she walked back to me still struggling on the floor. “This will take care of those nasty memories you have of your live before you became my son.”

I stopped struggling. My memories? Son? What the heck is she talking about?

Suddenly the chair and my steel bonds are gone as she laid on my chest. Before I can react, her lips are on mine as she gently kissed me. She gave a low moan as she grabbed the back of my head and forced her tongue into my mouth.

This went on for a full minute. Then, as I started to relax, something jabbed me in the neck, causing me to cry out. Instantly my vision faded to black and I found myself drenched in darkness.

“I’m sorry it hurts. But this is necessary for us to be able to live happily in the future.” She said, her voice faltering. “I promise everything will be fine when this is done.” She then stabbed me hard in the chest.

I let out a small whimper as fear slowly took over my mind. I’ve now completely lost the ability to move my limbs. Suddenly a searing hot bolt of power shot through my body and into my mind. My every being is on fire as I screamed for her to stop the pain. I begged her with everything I had to let me go. To put me out of my misery.

But she didn’t.

“I’m sorry.” She repeated from somewhere in the darkness.